1. Something About Elevators


    Date: 8/2/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Cheating, Erotica, Job/Place-of-work, Oral Sex, Reluctance, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 89.5, Source: sexstories.com

    Everyone has a fantasy, even me. Mine is to be fucked by a stranger in an elevator. Let me explain why I have such a fantasy. I love to read, and many of the erotic porn tales I enjoy have some scene where a girl encounters a man, often a stranger, in an elevator and something kinky and erotic takes place. Sometimes she’s groped and fingered, sometimes she’s pinned against the wall and fucked like a whore. Now, the building I work in has an elevator that breaks all the time. I’ve told my boyfriend about it, but he thinks my fantasy is silly and tells me it would be impossible. To be honest, he’s right. The elevator only seems to break down at the end of the day when it’s full of tired people who aren’t happy, and to be honest, none of them are anyone I’d be willing to fuck. A few times it will freeze in the morning, but that’s really rare. I’m usually on it during the end of the day break-downs. Some might ask why I bother to take the elevator if it frequently breaks. Well, I work on the eleventh floor of a twelve-story building. I’m the personal assistant, or secretary as some might call it, to the operations manager. The men who work on the top floor are the owner and president of the company. I’ve been up there a couple of times with my boss. The secretaries there have been there for years and they look it. I tried once taking the stairs, but in my high heels, the walk was murder. Every day is pretty much the same routine for me. I live with my boyfriend of two years ...
    currently. Our sex life has kind of waned lately and I fear he’s cheating on me. I get up and shower while he makes us coffee and breakfast. We have breakfast, get dressed, then head off to our respective jobs. My usual work attire is a skirt with thigh-high stockings underneath, lace thong panties and matching bra because they make me feel sexy. I pick a nice soft colored blouse, and depending on what we might have scheduled, will depend on if I pair it with a jacket or a vest. Occasionally I wear a tie, but that’s only for formal occasions. Of course, I’m always in high heels, usually black. I usually wear my blonde hair down as pulling it up gives me a headache. My makeup is always professional and conservative that complements my blue eyes because of the number of clients I must greet. My boyfriend Charles works across town as an accountant. The only time he’s really busy is during tax time. Hence why I fear he’s cheating on me, tax time is long since over. He wears a nice Italian suit to the office and always looks sharp. He keeps his black hair cut short and neat, clean-shaven, and has the deepest, brown eyes I’ve ever seen. Of course he’s handsome, tall, and what many women lust over. I really hope he’s not cheating on me. I chose a pink blouse and wore a matching pink bra and thong. I selected my black skirt with vest, my black stockings and heels. As I gathered my things, Charles said, “I might be working late again tonight.” I sighed. “Really?” Charles wrapped his arms ...
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